I'm sorry peoples--I know some of you guys havereviewed, and I haven't responded yet. This is the busiest time of myyear, where I barely have two minutes to rub together before I'mrushing off towards something else. I'll review you back, I promise.It's just gonna take me a while.

My profile needs a facelift really bad. So lets cover the basics.

Amanda: girl, fifteen, blonde hair, blue eyes, freckles, loves to: write, sing, play piano, cook pies. Listens to: every single type of music known to man, and then some more. Freshman in highschool, been playing piano for eight years, saxophone for four. Wishes: she could actually finish a story, and that she could drive better (because her turns are really bad!). Been there, done that: cracked head open, swallowed a bolt, dropped a chair on her toe and turned it black for months, but she regrets to say she has never won a poetry contest (tear tear). Oh well.

Mk chickies, that was relatively painless, wasn't it?

Now, my favorite quote. (notice the singular form of that word. Yes, it means I only have ONE.)

"I love writing but I hate starting. The page is awfully white and it says. 'You may have fooled some of the people some of the time but those days are over, giftless. I'm not your agent and I'm not your mommy, I'm a white piece of paper, you wanna dance with me?' and I really, really don't. I don't want any trouble. I'll go peaceable-like."

~Aaron Sorkin

Please read and review my poetry. I really love to write, and it always makes my day when I get feedback.

A princess was on her way to become a bride when she was kidnapped by thieves and offered freedom from her crown. Years later, after becoming the Princess of Thieves, new truths are emerging that will shake everything Rae knew about her world and herself.

I'm Insane, or so that's what people say.Yes there ARE peoplez in my head. I find it quite intresting to listen to their conversasions. And they have decided to let you hear there coversasions too.So read on! -bad summery it's better than it sounds-

It's been a while since I've posted something...but anyways, here is a rather dark poem of mine, and how you intrepret it is entirely up to you, seeing as I don't quite know what it's about either... read A/N inside.

My life story from the past couple of years. Contains mature themes such as cutting and small references to suicide. This was very hard to write due to the fact that it brings back unwanted memories. Please Review and answer my question which is in the st

I wrote this when I was 15 It made me cry then and it still does. I wrote this after having a sex ed class one day where a speaker brought in her 6 week old baby with A.I.D.S and told us of her 7 year old son with full blown A.I.D.S. Both dying...Both

If you have it, I would suggest listening to Beehtoven's "Moonlight Senata" while reading this poem...I wrote it about him and it adds so much more to the poem if you listen to it, because I was listening to it as I wrote it.

A normal, average girl accidentally finds herself in love with her best friend's boyfriend. She's trying to fight the emotions that are threatening to overturn her calm life, and this is a very short story about how she deals with it.

Just a collection of my memories (you know the ones. They stick to the insides of your eyelids so that everytime you try and get a break, they come back and whap you in the face). Yeah, it's those kind.

a girl is taken away from her family and everything she's ever known to be used for the Crown. but...she hates it. obviously. Please read it, please please PLEASE. enough begging. Anyways, said girl proceeds to change the whole realm, but at a cost.

(It's rated Teen because I don't want 9 year olds reading this, and that was the age of the last rating. It's rather disturbing.) So many people play a role, rather than be themselves, and so many of them kill themselves because they just can't figure it

It's been 2 weeks, six days, 23 hours, eleven minutes. You're such a bastard- but you were always jealous of us. Mainly, our happiness, the way we laughed so easily and comforted eachother. So you decided to hurt us in a way that cannot be fixed.

Now, you stupid humans, you will get the true story of what exactly happened between Prince Charming, Evil StepFather, Ginger, glass slipper, and most importantly, ME. Listen well, for tis the truth I tell.(told from the fairy godmother's POV. sum

oh, how I hate the school system. school starts tomorrow; lucky me. (sighs) maybe the AC will break down and a rare disease will be found growing in the mold on the walls and i won't have to go back til late August when EVERYBODY ELSE starts.fantasies, fa

Some people who come across you in life leave no mark. Others, barely a scratch and others after that, maybe footprints on the sands of your life. But only a precious few leave buttprints that'll stay there forever, continueing to teach you ever more.